[Zhongyingmei] Good men are to be robbed!

(Mr. Pride's White Rose episode)

Lutes knocked on Ruth's door with hot water.Ruth had just finished taking a bath, her half-dry hair was casually draped over her shoulders, she was wearing a white nightdress and sat on the bed with her knees hugged, her eyes were empty and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Drink some water, don't catch a cold." Lutesi handed over the water glass and sat down next to the edge of the bed.

"Thank you." Ruth took the water glass, took a small sip, and held the water glass with both hands, absorbing the heat.

Lutes glanced at the waterfall-like torrential rain outside: "You are lucky, you happened to meet me and Eric. I think you should give me an explanation, my good sister."

"Sister, do you believe in past and present lives?" The knuckles of the fingers holding the water glass turned white due to the force, and the smile on Ruth's pale face froze.

Lutesi's eyes were narrowed slightly, and she seemed to be listening attentively.After Ruth finished speaking intermittently, tossing things, and interspersed with some emotional expressions, Ruth concluded: Because of her high spirits, Ruth did not seek refuge with Darcy at that time, and they were quickly caught by Pittman without shelter.And Lutesi's whereabouts are also exposed, so she was arrested back to London.Then, without accident, the four sisters were sent to a filthy monastery.In order to protect her sisters, Lutes had to deal with several rich men—of course, they were frequent visitors to the monastery, forcing the stewards of the monastery not to persecute them.Obviously, this is not a long-term solution.A small businessman took a fancy to Casablanca, but before waiting for his sister's rescue, Casablanca chose to commit suicide.But Lutes, in grief and anger, used her own death to bind everyone, allowing Ruth and Conviraria to leave the monastery in the chaos.While escaping, Ruth meets Darcy, an upright man who happens to have a frustrated marriage and rescues her.Then, there is Ruth's self-pity and Ai's sad and miserable life.

Oh, Lutesi sneered, she really wanted to lose face and leave.Although rebirth really challenged her three views, but this is not important, what is important is that she discovered for the first time that her second sister is not only a little bit selfish, but also very stupid!

"So, what do you think he should do? Take you home, live with his wife, and raise the child together?" Lutesi's tone was unspeakably mocking, "What time do you think it is now, you know What is the identity of Mr. Darcy?"

Unsurprisingly, she met Ruth's bewildered eyes, and she was so angry that she gritted her teeth with a gentle voice: "Do you think you will be Mrs. Montespoon? Or Barberini? Wake up." , Ruth, the days when it was considered normal for a husband to keep a mistress to live with his legal wife at home! Although some old aristocrats still do this now, your husband is undoubtedly a A new aristocrat!" (Special note: Mrs. Montespoon: Louis XIV's mistress, has twenty rooms on the first floor of the Palace of Versailles, while the Queen only has eleven rooms on the second floor. Barberini: The mistress of King Frederick II of Prussia, a ballet dancer, her portraits are hung on the walls of Fort San Souci, while the queen was kicked out of the palace. - "European History of Weathering-The Merry Century")

Ruth didn't know whether she was frightened by Rutes' stern gaze or what she said, she was at a loss, her big water blue eyes were innocent and dazed.

"Do you know the new aristocrats? They regard the love games of the old aristocrats as pornography. Compared with their openness and boldness in business, they are much more conservative about their private life. Ruth, you have impressed a noble character and conservative style. The heart of a new aristocrat, let him fall in love with you while giving you fancy clothes and food. But your luck obviously cannot save your stupid brain." Lutesi stood up, she really couldn't stay any longer.

"But do I deserve to be separated from my children for so many years?" Ruth yelled, her eyes were red, and her fists were tightly clenched at her sides.

"You should be grateful, both to God and to Darcy. Doesn't what happened in the afternoon remind you of what happens to women who go alone on the road? He saved you and prevented those terrible things from happening, so that the people in the monastery can no longer Taking you back gave you a stable and prosperous life. Otherwise, would you have children?" Lutesi's words were very cold and sharp, she gave Ruth a disappointed look, turned and left.

"Sister, am I wrong?" Ruth asked the moment Lutes stepped out the door.

"The moment your mind was only filled with love and you forgot your duty as a sister to protect your sisters, and the moment you forgot to guard the family name that brought you glory, you were not wrong." Lutesi didn't turn around, she turned her back Facing Ruth, the voice was calm, "Ruth, I am sorry that years of noble education did not teach you any family honor. But I am also very fortunate that whether it is Maria's omen or you really have any adventures, this time You haven't forgotten to take care of your sisters."

Ruth's conversation that night was buried forever in her heart.After getting out of the confusion in her heart for many years, Ruth re-examined herself and had to admit that she really did not do well, and many things were not good.She swore that she would change her past, become a qualified Mrs. Darcy, care more about her husband, and engrave the family glory into her bones.But she also had a question in her heart, how did she win Darcy's lifelong love when she was so bad.Yes, even though their relationship in the previous life had reached such a cold level later, she was still confident that Darcy loved her.

One day, after many years of marriage, Ruth asked the whole question that had plagued her for years.

Darcy put down the shirt he was about to wear, thought about it for about ten seconds, looked at Ruth seriously with a helpless smile and replied: "Probably because you still hold on to me even though you hate me to the core. Let go, even if I have to leave, I will engrave your name on my heart again and again."

Mr. Darcy, they threw a big pillow at you.

Old Mrs. White once said: "Love is a means, a woman can get a lot by virtue of it, wealth, status, fame..."

In the past, Ruth only remembered the first half, but now, sister Ruth completes all of it for her. "Life is a kind of business. Cherish what you get and forget what you lose. Happiness will not be too far away."

(Sense and Sensibility fan)

This was Casablanca's first time traveling alone. It would be a lie to say that she was not flustered, but she would not be afraid. Her glazed cat eyes flashed firm, and her small hands clenched into fists, as if to cheer herself up.

The carriage wobbled all the way, and at night, it stopped in front of a small hotel.

"Carida, how many days are left until Devon?" Casablanca got off the car and went into her room.This kind of small hotel has a lot of people, and people who pass by will stay here. It is better for a lone woman like her to keep a low profile.

"Two days, Miss, I'm going to pick up dinner." Karida moved the luggage into the room and closed the door carefully.

After sitting in the carriage all day, Casablanca, who was very tired, wanted to wash her face and wake up, but was interrupted by Karida's panic.

"Miss, I saw Besimo and the others. They are holding portraits and asking downstairs." Besimo is Pittman's right-hand man, and it is not surprising that he was sent out to find them.

"What about Lauren and the others?" Ruth prepared two coachmen for her when she came out this time.

"Still downstairs, probably feeding the horses." Karida looked nervous, she lay on the door with her ears up, trying to hear the movement outside, "Miss, what should we do, they seem to be coming up."

"There is no other way." Casablanca murmured, and she tore off the curtains, tearing them into strips with her teeth.

Karida reacted and hurried forward to help.Casablanca tied up the torn strips, threw them out of the window, lifted her skirt, and leaned half of her body out.

"My God! It's too dangerous! Miss, you have to be careful!" Even though Karida was prepared, she couldn't help being frightened. This is the second floor. Although it's not high, she might break her leg if she doesn't fall well.But she also knew that it was too urgent, and her lady could not be caught.

"Carida, hide it from them and go to Ruth, you know?" Casablanca told Carida while tying one end of the cloth around her waist.

"Yes, Miss." Carida nodded with tears in her eyes, she suddenly remembered something, found some valuables from her luggage, threw them into her handbag, and stuffed them into Casablanca's arms, "Miss, you have to be careful alone, these You take the money."

The noise outside became louder and the situation was urgent. She pulled the cloth tightly and jumped out of the window carefully.

She was light in stature and flexible in movement, and soon landed safely.Waving to Karida by the window, her figure quickly disappeared into the dusk.

Casablanca doesn't intend to find Ruth's friends on her own.In fact, she couldn't even tell the difference between southeast and north, so it was impossible to find anyone.Of course, she can't care about these things at the moment, she must stay away from the small hotel as soon as possible, in case those people find her along Karida.

The wide tube skirt is very unsuitable for running, and its design itself is not for the convenience of ladies.Casablanca raised her skirt as much as possible, walked along the path, hiding her figure in the tall weeds on the side of the road, and walked towards the sunset.She remembered that before getting out of the car, the groom mentioned that Devonshire was in that direction.

It was getting dark very quickly. It was scary enough to be alone in the wilderness and countryside. Unfortunately, the weather was not good. A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and dull thunder sounded one after another. In just a few seconds, heavy rain poured down, turning Casablanca into an instant. Drenched into a drowned chicken.

hell!Casablanca swears in her heart, this is all right, if she is lucky enough not to starve to death or be eaten by animals in this wilderness, she will die of cold and fever to death.

The rain soaked the skirt, making the clothes thicker and more inconvenient to move.

"I won't give up, hold on, hold on!" Letting the rain hit her face and stick her eyelashes, Casablanca tried her best to widen her eyes, and strenuously lifted her skirt and walked forward step by step, tirelessly.

The rain was getting louder and the thunder was roaring, but she couldn't hear anything gradually, and only the echo of "Hold on, you can do it" was left in her mind.

Her vision became more and more blurred, and when the last bit of strength in her body was drained, she seemed to see... her Prince Charming.